MICHAEL MADNESS
By Chris Nabbs



 

He took my hand and led me through
The lonely time when I felt blue.

He took my eyes and made me see
The magic thats awaiting me.
He took my lips and made me taste
Life's bitter sweet with no disgrace.

Me took my soul and made it soar
To new found heights and still want more
He took my mind and gave it peace
Sweet thoughts of him made worries cease.

He didn't ask to take mt heart
I made it his right from the start.